But if we don't invite them, it'll be so awkward when we bump into each other, won't it?
Yeah, it's better to invite them!
Quickly erasing the question mark, she boldly drew a tick next to it.
At this time, Jiang Ye came back from the study room, and as soon as he entered, he saw his wife writing and drawing.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
As he asked, he also walked closer.
With his long legs, he was at the bedside in just a few steps, not even needing to get close to see what was written on the paper.
"Why did you first put a cross next to your senior's name?"
Lu Jing could tell from his tone that certain someone was being picky in his heart again.
She immediately rolled her eyes at him several times:
"Enough already!"
She warned him aloud.
Cough.
The man coughed, as if trying to act a bit more normal.
"What does this mean?" he asked again.
Lu Jing snorted:
"My brother just called, said the invitations are ready, and told me to invite some closer colleagues."
